Today was a rather emotional day for me because it’s my Dad’s birthday aaaaaand because for a brief moment I thought about how unfair life can be.

My Dad lost his battle with leukemia about six years ago and today, my brother Shane is going through somewhat the same thing. He comes of of the bathroom from taking a shower and from the corner of my eye, he reminds me of my Dad. His thin body is frail and his slumped over posture resembles that of my Dad’s. It’s probably caused by not being able to eat much. I can’t help but cry because I feel helpless. He cries a lot. I know he’s scared. We all are.

Then I am reminded of all the amazing support and love we’ve received from family, friends, ward members, perfect strangers even over the past week and the good SO outweigh the bad.

I truly believe that God hears my prayers because it is answered through the kind acts of those around us every day since his diagnosis..

I notice that I am physically and emotionally strong lately. All day, my thoughts and energy go to making sure my brother is okay. I guess the saying might just be true: “you never know strong you are until being strong is the only option.”

I am his #BigSis 💜💜💜
It is my duty.

Hoping and praying for a good for us all. God is good… all the time!